Sound Of Silence Revisited
Tune: Sound Of Silence, Simon & Garfunkel

Hello Usenet, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of keystrokes.

In restless dreams I search for more
Through endless posts of wibble pure,
I comb the noise that seems unending,
To find the signal someone's sending
Till my eyes are raw and my head's beating like a drum
But still I come
Back to the sound of keystrokes.

And in the flick'ring light I saw
Ten million people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing thoughts that voices daren't express
But they confess
With just the sound of keystrokes.

"Fools" thought I, "You do not know
Deja like a cancer grows.
Your words may yet come back to haunt you,
Ten years from now they may still taunt you"
But my thoughts just spiralled into space,
And echoed
Off the face of keystrokes

And as the people typed away
Throughout the night and through the day.
I sensed that somehow I was losing,
All the posts I should be choosing.
And my mind said, "The words of the prophets
Now are buried deep in pointless threads
They can't be said."
Just clattered in the sounds of keystrokes.